A few miles away from the battlefield, Zhao Ruopeng looked at the battlefield picture reflected in the Xuanguang Mirror Technique with a pale face.

This time, in order to effectively get rid of those people related to Su Lingxuan, and draw a perfect end to this huge plan that has been going on for hundreds of years in this generation, Zhao Ruopeng, who served as the head of Chongshan Academy, personally came forward and led the Confucian faction of people who had been lurking in the Daqian Dynasty for more than ten years to come here, intending to complete their work in one battle.

But the next development of things greatly exceeded his expectations!

At this time, his heart was in pain, the green tendons on his neck were bursting up, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching, his fists were clenched, his nails pierced his palms without noticing, and a trace of blood slowly dripped down his palms.

He couldn't help but feel heartache, now it made him full of confidence, full of thought that no matter how outstanding the strength of those people behind Su Lingxuan was, it was enough to easily wipe out all of them, and at this time, they were being solved by the other party like chopping melons and vegetables.

The strength of the other party far exceeded all of their expectations!

I saw that on the battlefield, the sword light and sword aura were vertical and horizontal, and the figures flickered and shuttled like lightning, but every time the other party made a move, the cold sword light could cut off a master of his own side, either the body was divided into two halves, or the whole body was shattered by the sword light, split into dozens of pieces, and the death was unbearable.

"I can't let the other party continue to kill like this, if I am all wiped out here today, I don't know how long it will take to recover——"

Zhao Ruopeng was extremely distressed, and with a wave of his palm, he scattered the Xuanguang Mirror Technique, and wanted to leave for the battlefield several miles away.

"If I were you, I would never step into battle at this time. You are plotting against others, and you don't know if others are plotting against you. ”

A calm and magnetic voice sounded beside him, a burly and strong middle-aged man wearing a golden armor and holding a crimson spear appeared, and said coldly: "Su Qi and Na Su Tianxin are not ordinary people, they are resourceful, and it is natural for the husband and wife to leave a strong backhand in order to protect the safety of their son." You go over now, and your caution has also been cleaned up by those people, and by then, your Confucian lineage will really suffer a heavy loss. ”

Where could Zhao Ruopeng listen to the persuasion of outsiders, thinking of the tragic death of his juniors, he felt that his brother's lungs were about to burst, and he looked at the man with red eyes and shouted: "Feng Ziyi, you soldiers can sacrifice everything for the sake of their goals, but my Confucianism is not such a cold person!" Those junior disciples are outstanding talents that I have spent a lot of effort to train/teach, how can I watch them being killed and be indifferent! ”

"Do you think I don't feel bad?" Feng Ziyi's eyes were faintly red, and he roared in a deep voice, "Ximen Hao is my most proud disciple, and among the disciples of my lineage, he is the genius who is most likely to achieve the first-grade realm in the past two hundred years. However, he lost this place so early, and all my hard work in cultivating him in the past was in vain, shouldn't I be angry! He's also the eldest son of my best friend, how do I explain that to my friend? ”

"Then kill me with me!" Zhao Ruopeng's face was like heavy iron, and he looked at Feng Ziyi almost angrily and shouted: "You and I join forces, even if the other party still has a back hand, it can resist for a while, a little time, enough time for my juniors to kill Su Lingxuan, and then we will cover each other and retreat." Brother Ziyi, in this way, you can not only avenge the killing of your beloved disciples, but also give an explanation to your friends, and I can also rescue some more disciples, wouldn't you be able to count them in one fell swoop? ”

Feng Ziyi sneered when he heard this, others didn't know Su Qi and Su Tianxin's methods, but he had experienced it firsthand. Back then, he entered another country under a pseudonym, led Su Qi to fight, and took advantage of the time and place, but he was still broken by Su Qi head-on, and he lost a defeat.

Later, he was unwilling, and after completely mastering the magic of the second grade realm, he quietly sneaked into Xianyang City, intending to kidnap Su Qi's wife Su Tianxin to threaten him, but he didn't want Su Tianxin to be more ruthless than Su Qi. When he finally escaped from Ascension, he was moved and swore a poisonous oath in his heart for the first time, never to meet the two again, otherwise he would be cut by a thousand knives and die without a place to be buried!

To this day, even if the couple is gone, he still suspects that their only son has left a backhand that is enough to deal with all crises, and he does not dare to act lightly.

Thinking about it carefully, if he hadn't been moved by Zhao Ruopeng's words before he acted, and the ghost had promised to let Ximenhao participate in this battle, how could his beloved disciple die in battle?

"I've said it all, if you still want to join the fight, you can go. As for Hao'er's revenge, I will personally avenge it. Leave. ”

After that, Feng Ziyi took off and swept away.

"The waste that was broken by Su Qi!"

Zhao Ruopeng scolded angrily, and glared at Feng Ziyi's distant back fiercely, "In vain, you are still a master of the three counties of the East China Sea, and you are so bold." Well, I'll just go myself. With you participating in the war, I'm afraid you'll have to drag me back. ”

After a cold snort, Zhao Ruopeng's gaze swept to the battlefield in the distance, and as soon as his figure spread, he swept out a hundred zhang away in an instant.

In just a moment, Zhao Ruopeng had already arrived at the battlefield where the battle was most fierce. At this time, he gathered more than 20 masters to ambush, and it had completely turned into a massacre of the other party, and the trees in a range of hundreds of zhang were all overturned and blown away, and in the dust, the younger disciples who were docile and polite in the past had now become a cold corpse, falling unconsciously in the dust.

There are only four or five people who are capable of standing on the battlefield, except for one enemy. And even these few remaining disciples, each of them was suffering from minor or severe trauma, unkempt and black, and looked very miserable and embarrassed.

"Chief, why are you here?" Seeing Zhao Ruopeng's arrival, a disciple with a sword who was not lightly painted on his body said happily.

"The disciples are not afraid of sacrifice and complete the task, how can I, the head of the academy, sit back and enjoy the success!" Zhao Ruopeng slipped out of his sleeve and stared at his opponent.

"With the head of the academy here, we will win this battle!"

Seeing this, a kind of disciple who had been killed by his opponent had no confidence and was almost collapsed, all of them had confidence, and they were greatly encouraged, and their spirits were shocked for a while.

Zhao Ruopeng looked at the enemy carefully, but saw that the opponent who killed him just now was a woman who looked no more than twenty years old.

She was dressed in white and light gauze, with a golden belt around her waist, her long black hair tied with a golden ribbon, and her delicate and beautiful face had no expression at all.

She pressed a long knife in her hand, this long knife is different from the fox knife in Su Lingxuan's hand, the blade is longer, the width is narrower than the ordinary knife, but it is twice as wide as the fox knife, and the arc is smaller than the fox knife, the overall shape looks exquisite and gorgeous, and it is obviously a treasure knife designed for women.

"Where do I seem to have seen such a knife?"

Zhao Ruopeng's age has long passed the period of moving for beauty, so he doesn't pay much attention to the beauty of women, but the treasure knife in her hand makes him frown unconsciously, his eyes narrow, and somehow in his heart, suddenly stretches out a trace of shock.

When he just peeked at the scene with his magic, he had already seen the other party's amazing knife skills, although each knife was so simple that any martial arts gym that taught sword skills could learn the basic sword moves, but it was endowed with extraordinary lethality by this woman, and each knife could be changed and moved at any time, making it impossible to prevent it. What makes Zhao Ruopeng even more concerned is that she has not used any tricks from beginning to present, which makes people not be careful!

"The head of the house? You're the one behind directing these people to do something to that kid? Since you're here too, let's die together. The woman opened her mouth and spat out cold words, and what she said was very natural.

At the moment when her words fell, the knife in her hand suddenly burst out with an incomparably cold chill, the gray-white light was overwhelming, and the ominous terrifying aura suddenly woke up the taboo in Zhao Ruopeng's memory.

"This is the Guanghan line—"

Zhao Ruopeng's face changed in shock, his eyes looked at the other party in horror and horror, and he shouted with a loss of demeanor and demeanor: "Stop!" I'm the Imam of Chongshan Academy—"

However, before he could finish his sentence, a miserable white sword light burst out like a tsunami, drowning him and all the living people around him......